Writer

I am that monkey that writes the
constitution on the walls and floors of my
cage. They taught me words. Gave me
crayons and now I write. They don't like
what I write and take away my crayons,
but they taught me to write, and I can't
stop.
 
I thought that's what they wanted. They
mutter about me now. Behind the
mirrored window. I know what they say.
Their sideway glances. So I just use my
shit to write. They shake their heads and
call me animal. Disgusting. But hey, they
taught me to write and I won't stop.